Sometimes people focus on the fact that our kids are adopted. Why wouldn't they? It's a big part of who we are. Yes, in some ways, it defines us. But, in a lot of ways, it is just part of us. Like, our kids are adopted and also, we like to eat hamburgers! So, we were … Continue reading Adoption Defines Us… Sort Of
I was scrolling through facebook which is definitely one of my favorite hobbies and I saw this meme. Well, I was about to make a silly comment about how I had no choice because he lives in the house and then it hit me. Brian is their father. My mind never went to anything but that. … Continue reading Brian Is Their Father
The whole time that I have been mom to my kiddos, we lived in an area that was not particularly diverse. I guess that's the reason that everyone knew who we were. Transracial families were also more unusual than they are now. Not that they are particularly common now but it is definitely … Continue reading Everyone Doesn’t Know Who We Are
I always loved watching those shows where people reconnect with their birth families. It's so amazing to see it when families are back together. But, then I adopted kids. I don't know if I could be like those moms on tv. I don't know if I could give my blessing. Well, I don't know if … Continue reading Do I Love My Kids Enough To Let Them Go?
I'm always looking for ways to connect the kids to their "blackness." All the studies and articles written by super smart people say it's super important. And people who grew up in a transracial family say how they felt like they didn't belong. (Although, I think in our immediate family, the fact that Brian and … Continue reading Bridging The Gap With Black Panther
I've gotten better. I'm less sensitive than I used to be. I don't get all inwardly worked up like I did in the past. There are still things that really bother me about this adoption reality, though. I don't like it, to put it mildly, when anyone but me gets called their mom and I … Continue reading I Assure You I Couldn’t Love My Children More
I’ve been seeing a lot of mothers’ day posts going around. Well, really, I have seen two. I just keep seeing them. One is asking moms to post a picture of their pregnancy, their infant children and their children now. The other is a survey about the delivery and birth of their first child. I … Continue reading Adoptive Mothers Are Just Mothers.
I try to use moments as opportunities. As I've mentioned before, we watch Supergirl and Kara/Supergirl is, of course, adopted. I enjoy the opportunity to point out how she and her Earth family are truly a family despite the fact that there is not a biological connection. It plays right into my master plan of making sure that my … Continue reading This Is Real.
"Parenting Is hard. Really hard." I said these words to my 13 year old son, yesterday, after a mini argument that could have been avoided if he simply stopped when I told him to stop and went to his room when I told him to go to his room. But, that's neither here nor there. … Continue reading Simone Bile’s Parents Are Her Parents.
So, the other day, I took the kids to McDonald's after my daughter reminded me that I had promised her a trip there at some point in the week. On a side note, I've got to stop doing that. Because I may forget, but she definitely won't. The three of them were sitting at a … Continue reading Should My Black Kids Have To Hear The N-Word?